boom!

The sound waves were like falling thunder, and in an instant, the strong wind and smoke and dust rose.

Before and after the forest, everyone turned back in horror, and saw a red sun rising in the forest. The amazing light and heat dispelled the fog and smoke.

A mysterious robe danced wildly among them, emitting a heart-pounding terrifying deterrence.

There was no need for any more words, and everyone had already felt the unconcealed indifference and anger of the visitor.

"Prime Yang!"

Before the thunder was finished, the monks of Dachan Temple were already shocked, and the other martial artists in the martial arts world were almost the same.

The exclamations from the crowd had not yet fallen, and the big toads that lie in front of the monks of Fulong Temple like iron walls, Wuliang and Lanke monks had already retreated without thinking.

As strong as silence, Dong Zen, and Huilin, these three great masters of Buddhism, could not help but tremble. They immediately activated their true energy and supported their true energy.

It's like facing a great enemy!

Even though Buddhism is now in decline, they must be among the most well-informed people in the world.

Even though it has been gathering in Pingdu Mountain for nearly ten years, all kinds of information about the world, the temple, and the world are still coming like raindrops.

How many people who come are, they know much more clearly than most people in the world.

Therefore, when I saw Yang Yu coming out in anger, how could the three of them feel at ease?

Even the monks of Fulong Temple who had not faced the anger only felt their hearts tremble and almost did not dare to look directly at the figure that was trampling on the fog.

“Ami…”

The golden bell that seemed to be empty and illusion had just risen, and the quiet hands were not yet closed, and there was a loud bang.

"Really think about it?"

boom!

The air exploded like thunder and the strong wind rose sharply.

quick!

The collision was much faster than anyone imagined, even the old monk Huilin of Lanke Temple, who was not far from Xujing, felt a flash in front of him.

Immediately, with a shocking sound, the huge forests swayed, smoke and dust rolled, and the airflow that seemed to be everywhere was repelled.

"you!"

Half of the Buddha's name was blown back by the violent fist wind, and Xu Jing, who had been prepared for it, reacted quickly.

Almost the moment the fist storm broke out, his hands that had not been closed were separated and he was leaning up diagonally. It was the Great Vajra palm power that he had been immersed in for a hundred years, one of the twelve unique skills in Dachan Temple.

Born when Buddhism was in decline, he was even less able to fight with King Zhao of the Western Palace, Sheng Yun, who was amazing and brilliant. He could practice for a hundred years and gained mellowness.

A twelve-level golden bell cover with the strongest and most powerful Vajra palm power, which is also well-known throughout the world.

They bless each other and have once had the reputation of being invincible.

However, just as the fist wind touched, the master had not arrived, and there was a blank space in front of him.

Fist intention?!

Before the thought flashed, he fell into a moment of loss of consciousness.

In a trance, he felt as if he was dreaming of returning to his youth a hundred years ago. In the fierce cold winter, he could not bear the whipping of the master's family and stumbled into the wind and snow.

The hunger and cold that had long forgotten, and the disease was plagued by illness, suddenly, it seemed like it had crossed time and appeared on me again!

The pure true qi, powerful qi and blood, and thick true energy that have been practiced for a hundred years...it seems to disappear for a moment!

"not good……"

In just a moment, Xu Jing had already come back to his senses and got rid of the coldness and weakness that penetrated deep into his bone marrow.

However,

After the boxing wind, the boxing seal has arrived!

Dong!

There seemed to be a heavy hammer and drum sound in my heart.

Xu Jing, who had just returned to his senses, had a blank mind again. Until the extremely severe pain came from all over his body, the picture was found in front of him.

His feet were already off the ground!

His whole person, like straw, was broken by the lightly falling fist prints, and he rose into the air.

Bang!

The low and dull sound like drum beats instantly spread throughout the huge mountains and forests.

Between the strong wind and dust, the monks had just come back to their senses and saw a large piece of blood mist blowing away by the wind.

The abbot of Dachan Temple, who had the "Vajra of the World, Undefeated", was actually punched and left the ground with his feet.

His muscles and bones were rubbing violently, and his membrane was constantly bulging. Before he could land, large patches of blood had been squeezed out of the pores all over his body.

It seemed like this punch shocked all his blood out of his body!

boom!

boom!

In an instant, the two great Buddhist masters from Wuliang Sect and Lanke Temple arrived late.

Then, with two dull sounds that made people sour, they were also beaten off the ground, with muscles and bones roaring and blood rushing.

In just two moments, the words "black-hearted maggots" have not yet come to fruition, and most people have not even reacted.

The three great Buddhist masters who have been famous for many years have all been defeated.

And it was a crushing defeat!

So fast and so domineering!

Huh ~

Wait until the wind blows away the dust.

Looking at the mysterious swordsman who had not yet dispersed the fog and stood upright, as if he had never done anything, the eyes of the crowd were no longer surprised, but horror and horror.

"Senior Brother!"

A shrill scream awakened the stupid martial artists in the world.

I saw the monk Xu Yi from Dachan Temple, his eyes roaring and pounced on the old monk Xu Jing who fell into the mud and didn't know what he knew about life and death.

But before he finished speaking, he took a step forward and was grabbed on the back of his neck, dragging it backwards.

He was brought before the Northwest King.

The screams came to an abrupt end.

The first in the Dachan Temple Dharma Court, the famous Zen master, and the monk Xuyi who possesses various skills, was so funny that he was carried in his hands.

However, no one laughed.

Including the abstinence of killing in Fulong Temple, the people in front of and behind the forest were all silent, as if they had lost their vocal cords in collectively...

"I heard that you want to appear in the world of Bodhidharma Sutra?"

With a casual swing, he threw the boneless old monk down the mud. Yang Yu raised his eyes and swept the monks inside and outside the mountains and forests.

Wherever he looked, no one dared to look up at each other, and even the monks of Fulong Temple could not help but shivered.

Buzz!

Suddenly, a faint golden light rose from the stretched and pinched five fingers and flowed, emitting a strange but familiar atmosphere.

The shocking changes in the illusion came too quickly, and he couldn't react in time. In other words, the great master of Bodhidharma had no intention of letting him participate from the beginning.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! More than a month after the illusion, it was this supreme Buddhist master who left it to him for enlightenment...

The thoughts flashed, guessing the cause and effect, Yang Yu felt thrilled. When he looked at the monks in front of and behind the forest, he could no longer suppress his anger:

"It's a pity that you are not worthy!"

puff!

Looking at the extinguished golden light, all the monks bowed their heads and recited the Buddha's name, either frightened or angry, but dared not speak or escape.

No one can forget the shocking archery technique performed at the entrance of Lingnan...

"The Bodhidharma Sutra in the present world..."

The strength of Buddhism's horizontal practice is evident at this moment.

"It's a pity that your twelve-level golden bell cover has not been achieved. Otherwise, it would have cost Yang more effort."

Austrian Yang looked at each other coldly.

Of course, he did not use all his strength with that punch. Not to mention the Yuan magnetic body and the electric light push, even the power of the Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants was not released.

However, once one day he realized the truth, even if he did not have supernatural powers, there were only a few great masters who could not die after taking his punch.
To be continued...